I’m sipping cold and slow while careful to keep my legs closed
The sun’s not solid gold, but no one knows
The doors are deadlocked but the whores aren’t wedlocked
A wish list of marital bliss in an answerless Los Angeles
Back home they think I’m queer, but no one’s yet to notice here
The doors are deadlocked but the whores aren’t wedlocked
Free love in this city
A sick cult of synchronicity
Oh shut up, it’s the best habit I’ve held in years
Cry now, Laugh later. It's time now to return the favor, Cry now, laugh laugh…
Music is drifting On invisable roads Music is shelter When your walls are grey again…
Psychopathic Rydas Yah Yah Mothafucka We own Detroit Bitch, put you mothafuckin' hands up Detroit,…
dönenler oldu bu yoldan vazgeçenler oldu seni sevmek zordu bakakaldı herkes ardından hayrete mucip oldu…
Her wings aren't tied You're in white lies But you're wrong dear You won't be…
We take sour sips From life's lush lips And we shake shake shake the hips…
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